Chapter 407: Xue Yao is a demon again (1)
Xiaobao opened his mouth and comforted: "Uncle Anla, Qingqing is not an ordinary person, so his thinking is different from ours, so don't feel strange." ”
A few people still didn't slow down.
How can you say that an uncle and a five-year-old little milk baby duo are very impactful, right?
Wu Chuan digested it, thought of something, and asked with a somewhat solemn face: "Is Miss going to the Western Regions on this trip?" ”
Shangguan Jing nodded, "Well, I always feel that there will be something about me here, so I went over and took a look." ”
Wu Chuan glanced at her smooth and white forehead and pondered for a moment, "If Miss really wants to go, my subordinates can show you the way." ”
"Okay." Shangguan Jing said.
Gongsun Yan quietly observed Wu Chuan's subtle expressions, and was sure that these people had an inextricable relationship with his wife, and along this relationship, maybe he could get some useful clues.
Wu Chuan took Shangguan Jing and his party to the capital of the Western Regions.
They were very familiar with the terrain and folk customs here, and Shangguan Jing was sure that they had either lived here or were from the Western Regions.
The people of the Western Regions are similar to those of other countries, except that the clothes are different, and most of the women use transparent veils to cover their faces.
After walking for a while, Shangguan Jing felt like Xinjiang in the 21st century, and the cultural integration was okay.
Shangguan Jing and his entourage entered the capital from the beginning, which was even higher than the return rate of the high priest Xue Yao.
All appearances are superb, dragons and phoenixes among people, as if they have an 800-meter halo.
Wu Chuan took them into a tavern with ease, opened a few guest rooms, and instructed the shopkeeper to prepare the meals.
The service is a thoughtful and considerate one.
Wu Chuan stood aside and said with a smile: "Miss, this tavern is the best in the national capital, if you need anything, just tell me, I will tell them." ”
Shangguan Jing took out a few silver tickets and gave them to him, "Take these silver tickets for expenses, you call me Miss, you have to let you eat and drink enough, right?" ”
Wu Chuan hesitated, how could he ask for Miss's silver ticket? Even if he doesn't have money, he'll figure it out.
Shangguan Jing smiled and maintained the posture of handing over the silver ticket.
She thought that people like them, who were on the verge of life and death, should not have much money on them, so they would not exploit them.
Seeing Shangguan Jing's insistence, Wu Chuan couldn't refuse anymore, so he put it away, "Thank you, Miss." ”
Shangguan Jing smiled.
Soon the meal was ready, and Wu Chuan and his brothers were still standing aside, as if they were going to watch them eat.
Shangguan Jing gave Xiaobao a look.
Xiaobao comprehended, walked to Wu Chuan's side, and smiled sweetly, "Uncle, sit down and eat with us, my mother said that it is all a family, you stand, we are embarrassed to eat, the baby doesn't want to be hungry." ”
Hearing him say this, Wu Chuan's ears were a little red, and when he said this, he had to sit down and eat together.
"That's right." Shangguan Jing handed over the wine.
Wu Chuan and his brother sighed in their hearts, when they followed the flying master, they also took care of them like this, saying that in her, there was no relationship between superiors and subordinates, and they were all friends.
Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, the little master also treated them like this.
Now the whereabouts of the flying master are unknown, and the male owner is also looking for it in various planes, and after so many years, there is still no news.
Wu Chuan sighed.
Gongsun Yan took a sip of wine and asked, "Did Uncle Wu think of something?" ”
Wu Chuan came back to his senses, and when he looked at Shanggong Sun Yan, he was startled by his deep eyes.
This uncle doesn't say much to anyone except Miss, although his facial features are not outstanding, but the hidden kingly atmosphere is terrifying.
When he asked like this, people couldn't help but wonder, did he see something coming?
Wu Chuan hid the emotions in his eyes well and smiled, "It's okay, I just think that Miss is too good to us, and I feel at home." ”
Gongsun Yan hooked his lips slightly, and his eyes deepened, "Uncle Wu, you seem to have some deep hatred with Baguio Palace?" ”
As soon as he said this, Wu Chuan's faces stiffened, and they could feel the spread of hatred when they deliberately suppressed it.
"Well, there is a deep hatred, a deep hatred in the sea of blood."
Everyone was shocked, what made them so resentful?
Shangguan Jing was also a little curious.
Gongsun Yan's slender fingertips tapped the table a few times, his eyes were so deep that people couldn't see through, and he slowly spoke: "The dove occupies the magpie's nest? ”
Wu Chuan was shocked, looking at him for a long time and couldn't calm down, "Uncle, you ......"
With his reaction, Gongsun Yan basically determined the complex relationship here, and the truth more than 20 years ago was even more complicated than he imagined.
Gongsun Yan put a piece of chicken wings into Shangguan Jing's bowl and said, "Eat." ”
Shangguan Jing didn't understand what they were talking about, but it seemed that her husband should know something, and she had time to ask him.
At one meal, Wu Chuan and his brothers ate the marrow and knew the taste.
Night is coming, the ink-splashed night sky is dotted with stars, and behind the tavern there is a small grove, and a slender figure stands beside the uncle.
The silvery moonlight shone down, stretching his shadow wide.
Wu Chuan had long wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Gongsun Yan, and when he saw him going out alone at night, he slowly followed.
"Uncle Wu, are you here?" A deep voice rang out in the night.
Wu Chuan was surprised, could it be that his uncle came here to wait for him? But how did he know he was going to follow?
"Uncle, have you been waiting for me?" Wu Chuan asked tentatively.
Gongsun Yan turned around and smiled, the moonlight hid half of him in the dark, making it feel more and more unfathomable, "I saw that Uncle Wu had a question and wanted to ask me, so I found an opportunity to come out." ”
Gongsun Yan gave him a lot of shock, and the only feeling in his heart was that this uncle was not very human.
"Uncle, how did you know about that?" Wu Chuan cut to the chase.
That incident, of course, refers to the dove occupying the magpie's nest.
Gongsun Yan didn't answer immediately, but took out the painting scroll he picked up in the cave last time and handed it to him, "You take a look at this painting first." ”
Wu Chuan took it, and when he unfolded it, he saw the lifelike woman on it, her mouth couldn't be closed, and she hurriedly asked, "How did my uncle get this painting?" ”
Gongsun Yan didn't hide it, and said the origin, "The woman above is carved out of the same mold as my lady, and the mark on her forehead is exactly the same." Knowing that Uncle Wu had a deep hatred with Baguio Palace, he thought about it. ”
Wu Chuan carefully put away the painting, sighed and said, "That's right, just as my uncle thought." It's just that the time has not come now, and I'm afraid that if I confess and tell Miss, it will lead to murder. ”
Wu Chuan looked at the words in his hand and continued: "This painting was painted by the master of Gongsun Zhi, and for some reason it fell into the realm of demon annihilation...... What happened more than 20 years ago was too cruel, I won't say more, if my uncle can find out, I hope to keep it a secret. I don't want Miss to be upset. ”
[Author's digression]: Do the little masters want to chase me with knives when they see the title? Calm and calm ~ absolutely not abusive ~